#want to change up how I dress but I don't know what to change it to (and add money and time and body size constraints)

[saphiccarma]

If you still talking requests for Agatha and Rio, how about Agatha x reader x Rio?!?!

What if the reader was pregnant, but the child died when she was giving birth and Rio and Agatha knew! And when she went to beg for the child life, Rio still took their child life and Agatha didn’t do anything to do it because she knew deep down she couldn’t do anything. Then they tried to comfort her but the reader full with grief, left them.

But you can do whatever you please love!

- I don't want to see your face

Relationships - Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Reader

Summary - Instead of Agatha getting pregnant, you did, but Rio did not offer you time.

Warnings: Character death, angst

A/N: It's a little short so I hope that's okay, but I hope y'all enjoy regardless!

Everything hurt. Your legs were on fire and your lungs were burning. The sun casted a harsh heat down on you and sweat beaded down your brow as you ran through the forest. Casting a worried glance behind you, you looked for Rio. She wasn't there.

That was a good sign.

Most of all, you could feel the child in your stomach trying to force its way out, trying to come into the world. The strap of your pack dug into your shoulder. Hesitantly, afraid to stop, you leaned against a tree when the pain flared up. You dug into your bag and pulled out the lemon and a knife. With some difficulty, you cut the lemon in half, sticking one half in your mouth and biting down. A sour taste flooded your mouth, and while it was disgusting, it distracted you from the pain.

Shaky hands laid a blanket down on the forest floor and you sunk down, your back scratching against the tree bark. Everything hurt. You muffled a scream as another wave of pain hit. Water trickled down your legs, almost dry from the heat.

Where the fuck was Agatha?

You debated calling her with a spell, but there was a greater part of you that didn't. This child was not supposed to be here. It was a child of death, you knew that. In all honesty, you weren't sure how it happened, but you slowly noticed your body start changing and soon enough you realized you were pregnant. You didn't tell either of your girlfriends, you didn't dare. Did they deserve to know? Yes. Did Agatha start noticing? Yes.

She had found out once you started showing. You had pleaded with her not to tell Rio, She might- I don't- Agatha please don't tell her yet.

It was wrong, you knew that, but you still feared her role in the cycle of nature.

Forcing your eyes open (when had the closed?), you were met with the best and worst sight possible.

Rio stood dressed in a green dress, flowing around her ankles, and a hood covering her head. There was a brown dot on her cheek, one that wasn't usually there. Agatha stood next to her; a sincere frown of apology set onto her lips.

"No," you spat out the lemon, the bitter taste still lingering in your mouth, and shook your head, "Don't."

"I must."

Your teary eyes met Rio's. Her eyes were filled with sorrow and regret, but you didn't care. Frantically, you casted a glance towards Agatha, hoping for some help.

"Help me," you pleaded. Pain tore through your body. It was sharp and piercing and all-consuming you could hardly focus on your lovers, but you faintly saw Agatha take a step back, her eyes apologetic. It was so unlike her, to just step away. You wanted to scream at her, yell and force her to help, but you couldn’t force the words out.

Rio approached you, ignoring your cries, your sobs, as you pleaded. You wanted this child. This was your child. Her hands gently cupped your face and tilted it up. You flinched away, glaring at her with such intensity that she took a step back.

"I have to," she swallowed thickly, "I'm sorry."

In a desperate attempt, "Please my love," you begged, her face contorted even tighter at the term of endearment, and you saw a crack in her mask, a flicker of uncertainty, "Please let him live."

Rio bit down on her lip and shut her eyes before a brief moment before she shook her head sorrowfully. You screamed as pain racked your body and you clutched at nothing, your hands burying into the dirt. With a scared glance down, you saw a head, covered in blood. Was that normal? Both your girlfriends stood there as you pushed a child out of you, biting down on your lower lip hard enough for it to bleed. Blood trickled down your chin.

And finally, when you thought you couldn't go any longer, you felt the child leave you. With frantic hands, you reached for him, cradling him close to your chest, and pressing your ear to where his heart should be. There was nothing. Your own heart was racing, panic surging through you as tears streamed down your cheeks. Your hands were bloody and so was your child, but you hardly cared as you pressed him up against your chest.

You felt a hand gently lay on your shoulder and you recoiled. Agatha looked as if she was burned by touching you.

"Get out," you spat, even though you were in the middle of nowhere, "Go. I don't want to see either of your faces again."

"Darling," Agatha reached for you again, her words soft and delicated.

"Leave!" you screamed, voice raw from exhaustion and pain.

Agatha glanced at Rio for some sort of guidence. Death grabbed her hand and shook her head before giving you a gentle look, she blew a kiss at you even though you were glaring.

You watched, pain in your heart, as they flashed away. After that, you really broke, loud cries echoing through the forest and you held your baby boy close to your chest.

^_______________^

The bar you worked at was quiet at this time of night, quiet enough that you found enough time to slip into the back and use the restroom. You wiped your hands on your jeans, while it was mostly empty, there was a warm humid air that drifted around, and you hated that. Pushing the door open, you faintly noticed two other women in here, but you didn't bother looking.

You really should have.

"Y/N?"

The voice made you freeze in your tracks, eyes going wide. You knew who that was. You knew the hand gently settled on your shoulder, even after all these years, and you knew the way magic crackled in the air. You were a fool for not sensing them the moment they entered.

You recoiled away from Agatha's hand, taking hasty steps back, and giving her nothing but a harsh glare. She smirked, for some damn reason, and raised her hands in mock surrender.

"I would've thought after all these years you would have mellowed a bit," she teased, her voice honeyed and flowing like syrup. You scoffed at her attempt to ease the tension and crossed your arms over your chest defensively. A barrier between you and them.

Rio raised a brow, "You're going to be like that?" Her remark only made you roll your eyes. A small smirk curled on her lips, "Oh come on, where's the sweet girl that brought us flowers? Braided our hair?" She drawled her words out as if she wanted to taunt you.

You scowled, "She's gone. Remember? You killed her with her son."

Pain flickered across their faces, only for the briefest of moments. And that was enough. It was enough for hundreds of years of pent-up anger to flow out of you.

"You lost me, the day you took my son from me. You didn't even try, didn't even help even though I begged, I pleaded. I wanted him so badly and-" You choked back frustrated tears and wiped furiously at your nose, "I said I never want to see you again and I meant it."

Your words were dripping with venom, potent enough to burn, based on your ex’s reaction. Agatha looked upset, her brows furrowed, and lips curled, but she had taken a step back. Rio looked remorseful; her hands clenched at her sides.

Agatha moved until she was right up in her face, and you were backed into the door of a stall. She pressed herself so close that you could feel her breath, but she wasn't touching you. Gripping your chin firmly with slender fingers, she tilted your face to meet her eyes.

"Watch the tone. You can hate us, that's fine," she snarled, "But know that he was our son too. Not just yours."

You swallowed thickly, but only sneered back. Deep down, you knew that, but you never wanted to admit it. Still, the pain was fresh as the day it happened, and you pressed your hand against her collar bone, shoving. She stumbled back, but only willingly, a deep smirk planted on her face.

And then she was gone. Her hand grabbing Rio's wrist and dragging death away. You exhaled shakily, did your business, but paused in front of the skin. Your hands came up to pressed against your cheek where Agatha hand grabbed. It wasn't even that hard, but there were two small purple dots, almost like bruises. Humming in confusion, you leaned closer to the mirror, and examined them, but then they were gone as if they had never been there.

You were probably just tired.

You washed your hands quickly and returned to work. When you did, Agatha and Rio were nowhere to be seen. Vanished like you wanted them to be, but that didn't stop the pain in your heart from growing as you longed for your lovers back.

[bainksan]

Monkey D. Luffy Relationship Headcannons ❦

Luffy is oblivious if that isn't obvious.

He doesn't know anything about relationships

He wasn't trying to start a relationship with anyone, his goal is to be king of the pirates.

But that doesn't stop you're relationship from starting

He didn't know he'd like you so much

When he first invited you to the crew he thought you were tough and strong enough to hold your own weight, unlike his other crewmates which he assumed would at times rely on his strength

It was only when on a certain night he noticed you by yourself

It was around two in the morning and the rest of the crew was asleep in there rooms, aside from Zoro who had agreed to keep watch

Like he did most nights, he planned on sneaking into the fridge and eating all the contents before Sanji would wake up.

However, he was distracted by a loud slam on the dock.

When he went to go check it out he noticed you, sweaty and tired, dressed in lounge gear.

Both of your hands were swollen and bloody and several different kinds of gym equipment were scattered next to you

"Heyyyy (n/n)...what're ya doing up?" His playful voice startled you and you looked to you're right to find your captain standing nearly inches away from you're face.

You dropped the hand grip that was previously in your hands and gave him your full attention

He was dressed in his same old red tank top but he wore pants that had resembled sweats instead of his usual jean shorts.

"Ahh..i was just working out. Nothing to worry about captain." Your sincere expression eased him and he wasn't as wary as he initially was.

"You don't need to always call me captaiiinnnn. Also its pretty early for training. Donch'a think?"

You gave him a soft smile and slowly sat yourself down, your back resting on the railings of the ship

You looked so at peace, so tranquil

Luffy may not have been the brightest but it didn't take a genius to know you were attractive

Especially when you had big soft eyes and it looked like all of your facial features lined up perfectly on your face

"I really want to help out the crew cap-..Luffy. Everyone is so strong, so determined. I really want to earn my place here. I need to be strong for you and the crew."

And at that moment you stopped being just another crewmate to him.

You understood him.

You understood how much pressure he had with being strong and you noticed it so you took it upon yourself to get stronger for him.

That moment helped your relationship bloom to what it was now.

You both silently agreed that you wouldn't make it known to the crew that you were dating, or even interested in each other. There were small signs though.

Robin seemed to be the only one who noticed the change.

She noticed it once at dinner.

Normally Luffy would scarf down whatever was in his field of vision, but he didn't. He left a small portion of his bread to the side of his plate.

And when everyone was absorbed in more conversation he grinned at you and placed it on your plate.

Robin decided to keep this small moment to herself and not mention it to the crew, even Nami.

Even when you both don't make it clear your in a relationship he still looks out for you.

He invites you to join in on the games that he and Ussop would play.

And on rare occasions he'll peck your lips quickly before anyone of the crew can notice.

You love when its colder out because Luffy will use his rubber abilities to wrap his arms around you tightly.

You wouldn't change it for the world.

[challenger-fan-club]

art smut? like he’s jealous.

This is like the third ask for jealous art...

You and Art met in the first week at Stanford. He was sweet and cute but hadn't made a move. You hadn't really seen him with anyone else and presumed that he was single. You had seen him at various parties but he wasn't really that outgoing. You saw him, standing in the kitchen, nursing a beer and you gave him a slight wave. He smiled and waved back but didn't come over. You were with your friends and made excuses to go over and say hi. "Hey, enjoying the party?" He smiled as he realised you were speaking to him. "Yeah, it's okay. Not really my thing." You poured yourself another drink. "Yeah, not really my thing either but the girls wanted to come. Wanna dance?" He shook his head and you walked away back to your friends. He watched as you walked away, how your hair looked, how your friends smiled when you returned.

He watched you dance with your friends, glancing up from his conversation every so often. Then he saw some guy trying hard to dance close to you. He tightened the grip on his cup. You hadn't really been anything more than a friend to him but he wanted more. Art was just scared of making a move but now he sees some guy, trying to make a move on you and his stomach felt sick. He knows that he has no right to stop you, he has no right over you but he can't help how he feels. He sees you smile at the guy and dance a bit closer with him as the song changes. Art can't help but continue to look at you. God you look so good. It should be him that you're dancing with. You're the one he asked to dance, who even is this guy. His mind doesn't go to far because it would pain him if he found out that you had a boyfriend. Art puts his cup down and moves towards you. He tries to squeeze past people to get closer to you. "Heeeey." You say as he approaches you. "And here, I thought you didn't dance." You joked with him. "I don't really." He mumbles in your ear. "Then what are you doing here?" He shuffles slightly beside you. "Rather dance with you than be over there." He smiles sweetly at you as he hints back to where he left his drink.

"Do you want to get out of here?" You smile back at him and he nods. You grab your bag and he follows closely behind as he smiles to the man you were previously dancing with. He almost wraps his arm around your waist but that is too familiar and he tries to hold back his possession. You walk with him, not really sure of where you're going. "Do you want to get food or?" You offer him but he doesn't really say much. "We're closer to mines, I could make us something." You nod as you follow him. "So, not a dancer huh?" You laugh at him and he's almost blushing. "What was that back there?" You follow him up the stairs to go to his dorm. "I just didn't like that guy." He mumbles again. You squirt at him a little. "What guy?" He looks at you as he searches for his keys. "The guy. The guy who you were dancing with?" You smile a little. "I didn't really notice." He smirks at you. "Really? He was all over you." Art shows you inside of his dorm. It's very tidy, far too tidy for a young guy living by himself. "So I can make pasta or toast?" He offers to the small kitchen area. You sit beside your bed. "I'm not really hungry, you just didn't seem comfortable at the party." Art smiles. "Oh." You pat the bed beside you and Art sits, almost like a puppy. "Were you jealous? When you thought I was dancing with that guy?" You smile at him sweetly. "A little." He confesses. "But you've never asked me out?" He fidgets with his hands. "I didn't want you to say no."

"I wouldn't have said no." He smiles at your words. "I'm here, on your bed. Is that not giving you giving you a signal that I like you?" You push him back and straddle his lap as he nodded. You take your dress off over your head and throw it on the floor. You push your face towards him, inches away as he licks his lips. "You have nothing to be jealous of, I want you." He smiles at your words and takes it as the sign to kiss you. His kiss is gentle against your lips as you rock your hips back and forth against him. You can feel how hard he is just from the sight of you. "I want you so bad." He moans as you start to kiss his neck. "I hated thinking of you with someone else, I want you to be mines." Art confesses as you start to take his clothes off and throw them beside your dress. "Make me yours." He moans at the words as you switch positions so you're underneath him as he pulls your panties off. He returns to kissing you as his hands start to rub your clit in little figures of 8. "God that feels so good." You moan as he moves his fingers down as he flexes them inside you. "You're so wet for me." His kiss moves down your chest as he sucks on your nipple. Pulling gently between his teeth. " I need you." You begged as continued to tease you. He pulls a condom from the bedside table and rolls it on quickly before he pushes himself inside of you. He gently pushes the tip inside and you moan as he watches you take him in. He pushes in further as he groans in line with you. "Fuck, it feels so good." He finds his rhythm inside of you as you continue to moan, his mouth barely leaving your lips. "Fuck, this feels so good, you're so goddamn beautiful." He pants as he compliments you. "Please, I'm so close." You beg. "Good girl, cum for me." He commands, a complete 180 from the shy boy you didn't want to dance with you. "I'm so close, fuck." He moans as you tense around him. "God, fuck, fuck." He repeats like a mantra as he fills the condom inside of you. His legs are like jelly as he holds himself inside of you, taking in the view, remembering to take a mental image for later. "So, you finally gonna ask me on a date?" You chuckle as he kisses you again.

[klausysworld]

Triggering, lots of murder. Y/N is basically a psychopath/serial killer (I watch too much TV)

Unlikely Love

Klaus was attracted to her darkness. The cold look in her eyes when someone said something she didn't like, it was like he knew she was something else.

Following her wasn't easy, she always seemed to know if someone was looking at her for any longer than five seconds, she'd caught his gaze too many times and she never looked impressed.

Still, Klaus had the advantage of being supernatural, his speed abilities made good use in hiding from her view. Which was how he learnt that she was more a monster than he thought.

Seeing her plunge a blade straight down into a begging mans chest, her eyes finally full of life as if the kill made her thrive. He shouldn't have been as turned on as he was.

Klaus often found human killers fascinating.

As a vampire, a creature of the night or a werewolf, it was instinctual to hunt and kill but a human? Was it natural to routinely take life after life, brutally and uncaringly?

A vampire was scary because it was wired to need blood but a human like her was worse because she didn't need it, she wanted it and she liked it. Enjoyed it even.

He would watch her ritual often, she had a type. Misogynistic men usually.

"A little ironic don't you think?" She'd ask her latest victim, blade in hand ready as her fingers stroked the steel. "A woman gave you life, and now a woman will take it away." Her tone was always mocking and amused, her smile deepening as the man was splutter false apologies and promises to be better if she let him live. "I would but...gosh I'm just so emotional as a woman that I can't even control myself." She'd whisper dramatically, ignoring his change in mood and the vial curses he'd scream at her before the sharp pain would shock his body and mind into silence.

Klaus could see the peace wash over her at the quiet.

Something about seeing her splattered by blood, painted with her work, it was ethereal. He loved it.

There was a certain thrill of guessing who she'd choose next, who was worthy of her wrath.

Sometimes he would fantasise her choosing him, restraining him and stabbing him with such a delicious force that he wouldn't be able to contain his moans.

Klaus had lost his mind years ago and so seeing her like this so young was peculiar, it had taken him centuries to enjoy the kill.

When it became apparent that he actually wanted her attention, he decided to make a move and invite her to his family ball. He gave her a dress, the fabric as deep a red as the blood in his veins and tucked beneath the material was a gorgeous dagger, from him to her. Klaus knew it would make her turn up.

He appeared behind her as she entered the building, his hand finding her hip and leading her further inside.

"I'm glad you came, my love." He confessed to her, she didn't yet look up at him but he didn't mind.

"What do you want?" She asked, not amused by his efforts.

"You." He told her, finally gaining the attention from her hollow eyes.

"I don't think you understand me as well as you think you do." She murmured to him, her voice low so others were oblivious to the conversation.

"I know what you are." He whispered back, his eyes eager and full of a desire she couldn't reciprocate.

"Then you should know that I will never care for you. Never be attracted to you. You could die now and it wouldn't effect me in the slightest." She concluded and he hummed, not really bothered by the fact.

"Doesn't make me want you less, my love. But don't worry, I won't force myself on you, I wouldn't want to be tied up and killed now would I?" He grinned and she narrowed her gaze.

"Something tells me that you very much would want that." She replied and he chuckled, knowing she was absolutely right.

"Dance with me, despite your lack of emotions, you might not hate it." He enticed and took her hand, guiding her along to the main floor where others already lifted and spun each other around effortlessly.

It wasn't long before Klaus had her in similar positions, hands holding her waist and twirling her around his home until a little smile crept onto her crimson lips.

Once the night came to an end and guests began filtering out, he brought her to his art room. She ran her fingers over the tormented paintings of his mind.

Klaus was able to present death in a way that even non-broken people would find beautiful. For Y/N there was no way to explain the tranquility that his art possessed.

She wasn't bothered by the paintings of her own naked skin drenched in blood, sprawled out in ways only his demented mind could fathom.

"I can't tell if you want to have sex with me or kill me." She told him and he laughed.

"Whichever you'd prefer, my love." He grinned and she shook her head.

"You should know that I'm not unfamiliar with what you are, nor am I unfamiliar with white oak." She informed and he hummed, knowing she was as smart as he if not more so.

"Should I start crying in the corner?" He teased and her eyes rolled.

"It's late, I need to be home." She announced as she tucked his art back into a folder and turned for the door.

"Your home, or a victims?" He questioned, following her out with a smile on his face.

"My home. Unfortunately I have to sleep, otherwise I'm a little sloppy which causes too many chances."

"Of course, well at least allow me to walk you if not drive you home." He offered and she accepted, knowing arguing would be pointless and so let the hybrid drive her home and let her slip away into her own darkness.

Klaus took entertainment in following her, letting her see him every now and then as if to purposely piss her off. She'd always glance to where he was after the tip of the dagger he'd gifted her was buried inside the man on her table.

She didn't understand his attraction to her, she wasn't sure if it made him worse than her or better for at least being able to have those feelings.

Y/N hadn't had sex before, it wasn't something she was interested in. She didn't feel romantically for anybody and she barely liked anybody's company so the opportunity never came up so it was a little confusing when she had a very explicit dream of Klaus taking her roughly against the table that she usually killed people on.

It turned out that Klaus planted the dream, based off of his own fantasies and what he thought she might enjoy, he didn't realise she'd never even considered sex with anybody.

So she wasn't exactly impressed when he kissed her, hand holding the back of her neck and tongue running along her bottom lip.

She bit his tongue, hard, thinking he'd pull away but he only groaned and seemingly melted into her. Her eyes rolled and she kissed him back, tasting his blood and his tongue as her eyes remained open and looked at his closed ones. The way his lashes brushed the apples of his cheeks. When his bright blue eyes fluttered open to look at her, he was a little started to see her dead ones staring back at his. He let his lips detach from hers and slid his hand round to her cheek.

"You don't feel anything at all, do you?" He whispered and she blinked, unsure of what to say because actually, in that split second of looking at him then, she did feel something.

"I guess not." She shrugged and he hummed.

"Was it unpleasant?" He asked.

"Not particularly." She told him and he nodded.

"So we could do it again?" He questioned and she shrugged again.

"I guess."

So they did. Klaus would kiss her because he liked her, enjoyed her and it sated his own beast and Y/N would kiss him back because she wanted to see if she could feel that little spark again.

Klaus would chuckle when he saw her staring straight at him again. "You're supposed to close your eyes, my love. Here, try it." He told her and pulled her back for another kiss and this time she took his advice and closed her eyes. She felt that spark again, a flicker of warmth.

His hand brushed up along her thigh, fingers gently squeezing as his tongue wrapped around hers. Klaus knew not to push it too far and so pulled away after a few minutes and wrapped his arm around her waist and listened to her soft sigh as their gazes drifted back to the dead body on the table across from them.

"I'm hungry." She mumbled and he suppressed a laugh.

"I'll buy you dinner." He told her and she shrugged, accepting his hand and going with him to the closest restaurant.

They became an interesting pair. People assumed they were a regular couple. Even his family knew they were together but couldn't exactly pinpoint what was 'wrong' with them but they could tell something was off.

Probably wouldn't have guessed power serial killing couple. The type Love Quinn probably envisioned or Hannah Mckay.

It was definitely what Klaus envisioned anyway.

Especially when she was laid against his chest, in his bed, watching horror films with him. His fingers had been lazily tracing patterns along her thighs, his head resting against hers.

Y/N's body reacted without her really realising. Klaus only knew when the sweet scent of her arousal filled his nose. His eyes focused a little more and his tongue darted to wet his lips.

Y/N was barely paying him any mind as he turned, his body pressing to her side so that his hard on was nudging her hip and thigh. His lips kissed her neck and she let him be, assuming he was in an affectionate mood like he seemed to get after a kill. She was more interested in the film than how the hyrbid humped at her leg.

It was only when he let out a groan that she snapped back into real time and looked down to see him grinding on her with his eyes shut and mouth open.

Y/N blinked blankly at him before hesitantly patting his back, trying to offer...anything to help him as he bucked his hips. She thought that would be it but her touch seemed to encouraged him to slide his hand up between her legs, his fingers stroking over the fabric of her panties beneath the skirt he had bought her.

That was when she grabbed him, his cock specifically and not very kindly.

"Ah- Fuck!" He yelled and grabbed her throat roughly, pining her down as he shoved her hand off him and held himself between the legs, a breath of pain leaving his lips. "What on earth was that for?" He growled at her and she glared, in a second he felt a sharp stab in his side and looked down to see the dagger lodged inside him. His rage built as he stared back at her, he wanted to hurt her but there was this little flicker in her eyes. She didn't hurt him out of enjoyment, she did in defense.

He let go of her neck and moved to lay back down, letting her pull the blade out of him with a grunt as she slipped it back away out of sight. He wrapped his arm back around her and pulled her back to his side.

"Next time, just say you don't like it." He muttered and she scoffed.

"Why did you ever think that I would?" She snapped and he rolled his eyes.

"Sweetheart, I wouldn't have tried to touch your pretty little cunt if I couldn't smell her begging for me." He told her and her face flushed as she frowned and reached her hand down, touching herself with confusion and looking at the wetness that coated her fingers. Klaus's eyes darted down to see the way they glistened, his heart thumping in his chest as he hesitantly lowered his head to lick them clean.

An inaudible sound left Y/N when he did so and he felt her fingers push further into his mouth, encouraging him to suck.

Slowly he pulled off her hand and looked up at her eyes. For once they weren't completely dead. She finally kissed him first.

He pulled her onto his lap, giving her the advantage she needed and letting her be on top. But it wouldn't be enough. He realised that when her hands clutched his wrists tightly, nails dug into his skin until he could smell his own blood.

"Wait..." He mumbled and pulled his hands away, reaching down and unbuckling his belt, pulling it off and pushing the leather into her hands before holding his wrists together. She glanced between his wrists, the belt and his eyes a few times before slowly tightening the belt around them, pulling it so that he couldn't move them at all.

He let her guide his arms over his head and to the headboard, keeping them there as she lifted her shirt over her head and unclasped her bra.

His jaw ticked at the sight of her firm breasts on display but he had no time to appreciate them as she removed her skirt and underwear, her soft pussy finally close to him. His heart pounded but he stayed silent as she pulled his henley off and tugged his jeans down alongside his boxers.

She didn’t hardly look at his cock, not that interested in the sight of it.

Instead she just got herself on top of him like she had in the dream he'd given her and sunk down onto him. Klaus groaned loudly whilst her face twisted in discomfort and uncertainty. She sat on him quietly for a moment before he came to and looked down.

"It's okay, just move your hips a little bit to start." He told her, voice softer then she'd heard it.

Her body moved like he'd suggested, her cunt getting the friction it had secretly desired for the longest time making her moan involuntarily. Klaus grinned, watching her get the hang of it and rock her hips until her eyes were fluttering and her back was arching.

"You like that, my love?" He whispered and she nodded, her nipples brushing his bare chest as she bounced on his lap. "I want to touch you." He murmured, his fingers twitching but her head shook.

"No." She told him firmly and he moaned quietly at her tone and obeyed, adjusting his arms up above his head. There was something about her then, feeling her pussy squeezing so good and dripping so much as her tits pushed against him and her head was back. She was finally feeling something really good. Whether it was emotional or just physical, she still loved the feel of it and of him.

So they did it again, and again and again. All the time.

Klaus was convinced he'd died and gone to heaven. Being able to kill people with approval, to have someone as crazy as he was and have mind-blowing sex 24/7? He'd only wished he'd found her sooner.

Klaus started finding more people for her to kill, wanted to see her all bloody so he could lick it off her as he rutted his hips into her from behind.

The hybrid had developed intense feelings for Y/N, he cared for her truly. He started really loving her and showing it and she showed him similar things back.

They went on dates, they celebrated each other's birthdays and their one year anniversary. She started to know him, give him things, tokens of appreciation.

She touched him, not always sexually but softly and gently as if she cared for him too.

But they weren't the same. Klaus wasn't evil from young, she was. He had deep routed feelings, she didn't.

He should have thought of that some more before falling in love.

Because when it came down to him or her, a dagger against her heart and the white oak against his...he loved her too much to kill her first.

[wosowffc]

New gunner

Part 2

I woke up early as usual and began my moring routine, but to day katrina was up and getting ready first. I gently nod at her as she says good morning and I make my way to the bathroom.

After a bit of getting ready and packing my last things for tonight I start getting shoes on when she speaks up.

"Imma come with you on your walk" she says trying her own shoes. I don't even get a chance to say no before she's waiting at the door.

We walk towards the beach as the sun starts to rise and I sit on my usual rock slightly uncomfortable, I know she's nice to me but I don't know what to say and worse I don't know why she wants to be here or what she wants to say.

"So yesterday got tense, I understand your trying I do but, your making it really really hard to see" she says truthfully looking into the ocean like I am.

"I've never been good to people, people haven't been good to me kat." I answer back this is the most honest and open I've ever been.

"I'm dropping myself from the mitildas, I'm not playing for country anymore" she turn to face me eyes with a sad look.

"Take a break if your finding it hard but please , please don't quit your too good for that." She says which makes me start to think about it more.

We sit for another half an hour before she has to go back to get back home, my flight isn't for a bit yet so I have a little bit more time here.

I've just landed off the second plane into Heathrow quickly getting my things and driving back to my apartment. Settling down with some subway take out and a movie on I make the mistake of going onto my phone. I see the comments coming in, tags, stories and so much more. I'm not weak. Sure ok I'll keep telling my self that so I swap the food out with wiskey as I scroll throught. I'm not weak.

The next few days seem to blur together a mix of drink and spirits for breakfast lunch and dinner and now it's time to go back to club. Great.

From the minute i enter the grounds I just know I want out already, I won't show that though. I walk through getting looks from every single person, as I arrive in the dressing room there's a few girls slot of the England girls their conversation dying as soon as I come in.

After a min of silence and me putting my boots in the cubicle Lucy speaks up " what u did was fucking disgraceful" not this early Lucy, I take a drink of my water (Malibu) and turn to her.

"Mabey if Leah wasn't doing shit the whole game then pulling that stunt on my she wouldn't have got hurt" I retaliate with a calm face.

"Ur a fucking bastard" she spat back leaving the room to catch up with the group she was talking to.

I continue training not showing that I'm annoyed by anythign that was said. I get the normal pushing and dirty takles but it's ok, training goes on like this for the next 3 days but each day is getting worse than I've experienced before like on Tuesday I was tripped down the stairs by Sam and busted my nose or when I was out on the pitch and Millie tackled me putting studs in my head.

Today was probably going to be the same and I most likely have a concussion but whiskey and beer is holding back them symptoms. I make my way into the canteen to grab a cereal bar before the gym when people started saying shit I can't even make out what it is through drunken haze but I just walk away adding "can u all just fuck off"

I make my way to the car taking soem breaths and gettign my water bottle. The next thing I know I'm on the phone to katrina hoping she will answer.

"Hey, how are you" she answers cheerfully I can hear harper in the back watching some cartoon.

"Umm yeah normal, I wanted to ask if mabey, and it's ok if not I'd understand. Could you help me find a new club?" You know cause of everything this last week alone with you being you in general she mightn't want to help.

"Of course , has something happened you've been at chlease for a good few years?"

"It's time for a change." I answer short and sweet.

"Listen I'll contact my agent and get him to look around for h and let you know ok, I'll get back to u soon byeee" she hangs up and I start to drive not even thinking about coming back to this place im done here my cubbie doesn't have anything in it anyway that I need to come back for as my boots are in the boot of the car.

[daddysfangirls-marvel]

Polyamorous: Inexperience pt.3

*Bonus*

Steve rogers x female! reader x Bucky Barnes/ Stucky x female!Reader

Warning: fluff, smut

"He's doing much better. He should be right as rain by morning." Bucky said as he placed leaned against the counter next to (y/n) as she did the dishes.

Steve had fallen ill Bucky, (Y/n), and Mrs. Rogers have been doing their best to take care of him. Mrs. Rogers had switched to the night shift temporary so she could be with Steve during the day and Bucky and (y/n) would be with him at night after work. It had been two weeks and his fever was finally letting up.

"Aunt Sarah will love to hear that. She hates night shift."

"I hear her night shifts are quiet"

"yeah, but there are no doctors on ward meaning if something happens they have to call one in and none of them live close. There is only so much nurses can do."

Bucky kissed her shoulder" She'll be alright." and picked up a towel helping her dry. "Aunt Sarah is strong and so is Steve. They'll be just fine."

"I know, doesn't mean I can't worry." They finished cleaning the kitchen in silence.

Bucky watched as (Y/n) pulled out extra blankets and pillows getting the couch ready. They would sleep on the couch as to not catch Steve's illness.

"you're staring" (Y/n) said not even looking at him. She could feel his eyes on her backside, nothing new. He came up behind her wrapping his arms around her and kissing her shoulder and back of her neck.

"I'm going to change into my nightgown." She said pushing him away. " How about you make some tea? I'll be back"

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When she came back in her night gown she found Bucky sitting on the couch legs spread in nothing but his pants and beer in his hand.

"I said tea"

He just smiled and waved her over. She came over sitting on his lap straddling him she took the beer from his hand took a swig and made a disgusted face he took it back. " Still don't like beer."

"Sorry," He said " we'll find something for you doll. Like that wine you liked." She wrapped her arms around his neck. Kissing his cheek.

"I don't need alcohol." (y/n) said running her fingers through his hair. He put the beer out the coffee table and put his hands on her hips. "We need to go to sleep"

"I know" he said as he started kissing and nibbling on her neck.

"you've got work tomorrow" he pulled her hips closer. Putting her on his growing bulge.

"I Know" he groaned. Pulling up her night gown and found no underwear.

"I've got school tomorrow" she moans as she rocks her hips. He slips his hands under her gown and grasping her breast. " We need to sleep."

"do you really want to sleep?" he asked pulling his hands from under her dress.

She sighed leaning her forehead against his " No," she said.

Bucky bit her bottom lip. "You sure?" he asked smirked.

"yeah,"

And in one fell swoop her nightgown was gone leaving her naked and in Bucky's lap. This was not what she was expecting and he could see that on her face.

"Sorry, should have asked." He moved to put her gown back on but she stopped him.

"Can we deem the lights?" she asked. He nodded letting her off his lap and moving to turn off the lights, leaving only a lamp. When he comes back she has wrapped a blanket around herself looking down the hallway towards Steve's room.

"we can stop here. We can go to sleep." she looked to him and shakes her head. He leans down kissing her forehead.

"I can be quiet" she whispers sitting up on her knees. He kissed letting his tongue slip into her mouth, tasting her. He picks her up letting her wrap her legs around him. She moaned as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. And flinched as she felt his fingers touched her other lips.

"Fuck" she cursed as she felt him insert his fingers. She hissed as he started to pump his fingers. As he stood in the middle of the room he was the only things she could hold on to. So, she pulled his hair and clawed his back. And he groaned all the while.

She whimpered biting into his neck as she climbed to her climax but before she could reach it. He pulled away. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom.

"Aren't you an Aces. Planned all of this."

"No, but always prepared."

She giggled as he dropped her onto the couch. (y/n) watched as he shimmed off his pants. He was bigger than Stevie. Watched as he slipped on the condom with the skillset of someone who has done it many times before. Bucky leans over her, grabbing the back of the couch. Pulling her legs around his waist.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah," she said, lifting her hips toward him.

He didn't waste any time after that. She bit her lip as he pushed in the tip. He reached down, grabbing her hip as he pushed in further. As she began to moan loudly, he pulled her into a kiss to silence her. She moans into the kiss as he bottoms out. He pulls away and asks

"Are you okay?" She just nods and pulls him closer. " You gotta say something, doll."

She moans, " Good, good."

"Good?" he spoke as he slowly began to thrust into her.

"So good." she whimpered.

(Y/n) gasps as he changes their position, putting her on her back and a leg on his shoulder. She moans as he goes in deeper, leaning over her.

Bucky groaned as her walls tightened around him. He leans down, kissing her as he starts to thrust inside of her. With his mouth covering hers the only sound heard the sound of skin slapping the wet sound of him pounding into her. It echos through out the room. (Y/n) is sure the neighbors could hear.

Bucky pulled away from the kiss putting his head into her shoulder his thrust soon became slobby and started to slow down. He cursed as her walls clenched down on him. He could now understand why Steve had cum so quickly, Her pussy was fucking fantastic, He was trying his best not to follow the example of the smaller man trying to last longer give her pleasure first.

Reaching in between them he found her clit and began to rub it gently. (Y/n) bite her lip trying her best to hide her moans.

"Let me hear you, come on make noise for me." and she did moaning out breathlessly. As she dug her nails into his back arching into his touch. "Go on cum for me love, please cum for me."

"B-Bucky, oh Bucky" she moaned out as she felt her self reach that edge.She cried out as cum shaking underneath him. Bucky was quick to follow filling his condom.

As they caught their breathes Bucky put her leg down and flipped them over so she was on his chest.

"I love you" she mumbled into his chest.

"I love you too."

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[apfelkuchenn]

pink or blue? 🎀

pairing: father!gojo x mother!reader, mother!reader & daughter!unnamed

word count: 600 words(ish)

content warning: no use of yn, commitment (you guys are mawwied), idk how to type like 3 year old kids (what?), my sister proofread this (don't blame me), not much of gojo mentioned but i wrote it with gojo on my mind 🙃, usw.

author's note: i saw this video of a kid not wanting to use a brown glove cause she didn't like the colour(?) but didn't wanna offend the mother cause she has brown hair and i thought it was so sweet 😭

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You were doing your three-year-old daughter's hair. Her hair is as white as snow, just like her dad's and brothers'. Today is your birthday, so you two are dressing up for your party. You were going to braid a blue ribbon into her hair, just like she asked you to last week. When you showed her the ribbon, she looked up at you, her head leaned toward you.

"Mommy~"

You hummed, "What is it, baby?"

"Can I have another ribbon?" she asked.

"You want to wear two ribbons?" you asked her again.

She shook her head. "Nope. I just want a pink ribbon. Just like mommy's dress!"

"Like my dress?" you asked her to make sure.

She hummed. "Yes, mommy. Pink is now my favourite colour."

"Really? I'm pretty sure last week you said blue was your favorite color," you teased her.

"Yes, mommy, but that was last week," she huffed. "Now it's pink. I don't like blue anymore."

You smiled. "Alright. Whatever you say, baby."

You quickly took two pink ribbons and braided them into her hair swiftly, before she changed her mind again. You heard the door creak and saw your husband's icy blue, piercing gaze. Last week, he had overheard your conversation with your beloved daughter about her favorite color. She had said that it was blue, and she planned to wear a blue ribbon. So, your husband had gone out and picked the ribbons for her. You remembered how excited he was when she said the reason she loved blue was because of her father's blue eyes. He looked at you, asking for help to change his baby's mind, but you shook your head. It looked like his heart had just broken. He looked down and sniffled in silence. You pulled another chair and sat beside your daughter, who was admiring her newly braided hair. She turned to you, smiling.

"Thank you so much, mommy! I love you!"

You smiled. "I love you too, baby. But I have something to ask you. Can we talk?"

"Of course, mommy. Can I sit on your lap?" she replied.

It's your husband's fault. It's all his fault that she's this spoiled now. But, of course, he isn't the only one who does it. You're just as responsible, but you're not as bad as he is—or so you thought. You reached out your arms to lift her and made her sit on your lap.

"So, do you really not like blue anymore, baby?" you asked her.

She wrapped her arms around your neck and swayed side to side. "Pink is my new favorite color. I just don't want to wear blue."

"Really?"

She shrugged. "I don't know, mommy..."

You saw your husband on his knees, begging you to ask her more about it. You wrapped your arms around her and peppered her face with kisses.

"I'm just curious, baby. How about your daddy's eyes? They're blue too," you said, rubbing her back.

"Yes! I love daddy's eyes, mommy. My favorite blue!" she answered.

"Your favorite shade of blue?" you asked.

You could see your husband looking elated from the corner of your eye.

"The bestest!"

She hugged you, leaning her head on your chest. You giggled. She looked up at you with a pout on her lips.

"Don't tell daddy that."

You leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "I won't, baby."

"It's a secret," she said.

You giggled. "Our little secret~"

You do feel bad for your little girl, but you feel just as bad for your husband. He is giving you finger hearts. You sighed and pinched your daughter's cheek.

"So, who's your favorite, daddy or me?"

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dankeeeee

[raichoose]

CHRISTMAS STARTERS!

Feel free to revise as necessary to fit your muse's speech, change pronouns, etc.

Sentences

"Did you get a tree yet?"

"Can you help me decorate the tree?"

"How are we out of garland? We always reuse it!"

"Oh, shoot! I broke an ornament!"

"Should we use the red and green lights, or the yellow lights?"

"I got a new reindeer for the yard. It lights up and moves its head."

"I got a nativity for the yard."

"Don't interrupt me! Decorating for Christmas is a delicate process!"

"Can you hold the ladder for me? I have to hang these lights up."

"Can you help me decorate the house?"

"I bought all this when it went on sale on the 26th last year. Best time to get Christmas decorations, you know?"

"Look! Reindeer candles!"

"Look! A Santa candle!"

"I'm baking cookies. Come taste the dough."

"I can't get enough of these gingerbread cookies!"

"I got new cookie cutters. Santa, trees, reindeer, snowflakes ... "

"You can't go wrong with classic sugar cookies and icing, you know."

"Want to help me decorate the cookies?"

"Should I make a ham or a turkey this year?"

"Have you finished your Christmas shopping yet?"

"I always make my presents by hand. It feels more meaningful to me."

"I have no idea what to get [NAME] for Christmas. What did you get them?"

"I hate when it snows!"

"I love when it snows!"

"What's your favorite Christmas carol?"

"Would you rather host dinner on Christmas Eve or Christmas day?"

"What do you want for Christmas?"

"Tell me what to buy you for Christmas and then forget you told me, okay?"

"I might just give everyone money this year."

"Are you okay with getting a gift card?"

"You don't need to get me anything. Your company is enough."

"Want to go sit on Santa's lap?"

"Did you write a letter to Santa?"

"I always go to mass on Christmas Eve."

"The park has a Christmas village set up! We should go!"

"I'm winning the neighborhood light contest this year! Bet on that!"

"Here. I got you reindeer antlers for the party."

"Here. I got you an elf hat for the party."

"Here. I got you a Santa hat for the party."

"No mistletoe allowed!"

"You know that's holly and not mistletoe, right?"

"I love eggnog. Wish it was around all year and not just the holidays."

"Debate time: fake tree or real tree?"

"Debate time: eggnog or apple cider?"

"Debate time: cocoa with milk or cocoa with water?"

"It's so cold out!"

"I'm going to get a fire going."

"I need to buy a few more stocking stuffers."

"If you don't stop sing-screaming Christmas carols, I'm shoving a candy cane down your throat."

"I hate Christmas music."

"I love Christmas music!"

"I'm so tired of going to Christmas parties. I just want to stay in and sleep this weekend."

"I can't wait for all the parties this year!"

"I hate peppermint, to be honest."

"I wish pumpkin spice was still around."

"Bring on the peppermint!"

"I always bake like a fiend in December."

"I made you some hot chocolate."

"I dare you to try the fruit cake."

"I bought candy canes!"

"Let's buy those gag candy canes. You know, the ones that taste like hot dogs and sardines?"

"If you don't like The Muppets Christmas Carol, are you even human?"

"Christmas is my favorite holiday."

"I hope it snows this year. I don't like a warm Christmas."

"Should I wear the red dress or the green dress to the party?"

"Christmas is about spending time with friends and family."

"Please come over on Christmas. No one should be alone, not then!"

"Wait, you mean I have to try to replace every bulb until I find the one light that's actually out?!"

"It's the most wonderful time of the year, just like that song says!"

"I'm always happier this time of year."

"I always feel melancholy this time of year."

"Merry Christmas!"

"Happy holidays!"

"Bah humbug."

Actions

Send "TREE: SELECT" for our muses to look for a Christmas tree.

Send "TREE: DECORATE" for our muses to decorate a Christmas tree.

Send "COOKIES" for our muses to bake cookies.

Send "CHEFS" for our muses to cook a Christmas dinner.

Send "CAROLS" for our muses to go caroling. (Feel free to specify a song!)

Send "HOUSE" for our muses to put up lights and other Christmas or winter decorations.

Send "LIGHTS" for our muses to go look at Christmas lights in the neighborhood.

Send "COCOA" for our muses to drink hot chocolate (on the porch, by the fireplace, etc.).

Send "SNOWMAN" for our muses to build a snowman.

Send "SNOWBALL" for our muses to have a snowball fight.

Send "SHOP" for our muses to go gift shopping.

Send "MUSIC" to listen to Christmas music with my muse. (Feel free to specify a song!)

Send "MISTLETOE" for our muses to meet under the mistletoe for a kiss.

Send "CHURCH" for our muses to go to Christmas mass.

Send "PARTY" for our muses to attend the same Christmas party.

Send "SKATE" for our muses to go ice skating.

Send "SKI" for our muses to go skiing.

Send "VILLAGE" for our muses to go on a walk through a Christmas village (at a park, a garden, etc.).

Send "WRAP" for our muses to work together to wrap presents.

Send "SLED" for our muses to go sledding.

Send "WISH" for my muse to tell yours what they hope happens in the new year.

[newkatzkafe2023]

The BALLADS OF SUN WUKONG

Yandere Monkey king harem x Manipulative Queen Reader

Chapter 5 Youthful indiscretions part 2

The Wukongs were currently back at Flower fruit mountain, each of the men were making plans to impress and improve your opinion on them. Nezha Wukong was doing some online shopping ordering real diamond jewelry and dresses.

(Nezha Wukong) Ohhhhhhhhhh she's gonna love this😁

(Netflix Wukong) She's gonna look like those big beautiful movie stars🤩

(Lmk Wukong) Are you sure this is a good idea for you to spend all that money??🤨

(Nezha Wukong) Oh please, this is all pocket change. Besides, this is all for our beautiful Y/n🥰

While Lmk, Netflix, and Nezha continue alot of online shopping shopping to impress you🛍. HIB, BMW, MKR Wukong, and the destined one discussing stage two of their plan.

(HIB Wukong).......Did you guys see the ranking?😐

(BMW and MKR Wukong) We did👿

The Destined one nodded, but he was just as pissed off as he and the monkey kings looked at the date rank chart the one we posted for the suitors to see

Jin Zhāng

Fu Gao

Aizen Cai

Ming Li

Kai Du

Rui Bai

Monkey kings + Destined one

the very bottom of the barrel, the destined one felt the audacity of the ranking board. Making him low-key angry but he remained calm because the group had a plan to better their chances with you.

(BMW Wukong) So we were able get info and made a folder on our queen y/n😌

(MKR Wukong) But we are still missing a few possibly crucial details on her, fruity had did his best but we still need more material😑

(Destined one)(So any ideas on what are we gonna do now???)😥

Meanwhile you had went out to a local park. You looked around in your mini binoculars looking for something...............or someone😈

Across the playground you had gone to for your daily yoga Exercise was Luier and Silly girl, you watched as HIB Wukong went to a park Kiosk to get food when the kids got hungry and that when you made your move.

(Queen Y/n) Bingo😈

You then grabbed your yoga mat and head for a part of the grassfeild, and set up your place and begin your Routine feeling relaxed as you felt the wind in your long fur but also made sure the kids see you

It didn't take long at all for Luier to notice you a tall pretty monkey lady, and Silly girl looked over and giggled at you and started to waddled and crawl to where you are.

(Luier)(nervous) Wait Silly girl Don't bother the lady😥

Luier ran to stop his baby sister but she already reached you, as you went into your child's pose you hear giggling and peaked to see a baby girl.

(Queen Yn)(cooing) Why hello little one🥰

Silly girl giggled as you held her close, she was the cutest thing you have ever seen and reminded you of a baby monkey with how she would climb on you.

(Luier)(nervous) I'm sorry about my sister miss😥

(Queen Y/n)(smile sweetly) Oh don't even apologize she's adorable😇

You sit and and drink some water as silly girl sat and tried to catch your tail, from behind you and that's when you introduced yourself

(Queen yn) My name is Yn, who are you little man???😇

(Luier)(shocked) Oh uhh I Luier, that's Mt little sister Silly girl😮

(Queen Yn) Oh nice to meet you know, are you both alone?

(Luier) No my dad is here he's buying lunch 🙃

(Queen Yn) Oh he sounds like a good daddy😏

(Luier) Oh yeah he's the best father ever😄

(Queen Yn)(smirking) Really tell me more???😏

Then Luier ran his mouth like a wheat-eater on rocket fuel, as he talked about anything and everything. Mostly about his dad, his friends and about the other kids too. You smirked remembering fruity, so they know each other good. Then, after a while, Luier started to ask questions about you, which kinda surprised you, but you were more then happy to answer😈

(Luier) so what's your favorite color?🧐

(Queen Yn) Black😇

(Luier) What's your favorite animal?🧐

(Queen Yn) Cats😇

(Luier) what's your favorite food?🧐

(Queen Yn) BBQ, seafood, spicy food, Etc😇

(Luier) What country did you always want to go to?🧐

(Queen Yn) Fuji😇

(Luier) What do you like to do?🧐

(Queen Yn) I like going shopping, sparring, traveling, spa days, throwing parties, and I hope to one day go to Saturn😇

(Luier) wowie🤩😯........Are we friends now🫣

You pause and smile at him, before Silly girl began to mumble

(Silly girl)Ma........ma......ma........ma👶

You froze and looked down at the human girl

(Silly girl) Ma...ma...mama...mama...MAMA👶

You smiled happily at Silly girl's jumbled words, before you turned to Luier

(Queen Yn) We are more then that Luier☺️

Luier Smiled cheerfully at you before you noticed, that Wukong was coming back with a bag of food. You decided to take your leave as you gently place Silly girl in his back basket.

(Queen Yn) it's time for me to go dear, it was nice meeting you

(Luier) Bye Miss Y/n, see you later

HIB Wukong finally arrived to see Luier by the grassfeilds, looking in the distance

(HIB Wukong) Hey you Two are you both ok?😧

(Luier) Ohhhhhhhhhh yeah Silly girl, wondered off to bother this lady but she didn't mind😀

(HIB Wukong) Oh, didn't I tell you not to talk to strangers🤨😠

(Luier) but Y/n was so super nice to us, and even didn't get mad a me asking questions

HIB Wukong spat his peach soda out at the info that Luier shared

the love of his life was here, just now talking lovingly to his two children. This immediately messed with his fatherly instincts, especially when Luier explained how you happily played with Silly Girl and how you answered every question Luier had with out a problem.

(HIB Wukong)(shaken) Umm it's getting late, we need to go home now

Luier was confused but nodded as him and Silly girl was hastened out the grand park, he needed to know what the conversations were about and why did you choose to approach Luier.

Meanwhile you walked home smirking you knew already that the monkey kings were spying on you, Fruity being a bit of a give away but...

What's wrong with making the ball roll faster😈

Phase two complete On to phase 3😈

FEEL FREE TO REBLOG😈

[annaphoenix1994]

No Russian - 1

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"Are you sure, love? I don't want to leave you here on your own-" 

"I'm sure, babe. You need time with your friends," She assured him after they had arrived back to their hotel room, Simon unbuckling the straps to her heels, impressed that she wore them the entire night. "I'll be fine. I'll make some popcorn and watch a movie until I fall asleep." 

"What if you need me? What if you fall or-"

She cut him off by reaching up to cup his cheek, knowing he was unsure about meeting Soap, Gaz, and Price at the pub for a last get-together before going their separate ways again. "I'll be fine, Simon. I won't fall or put myself into danger the entire three hours you'll be gone." She teased. 

"Are you sure?"

"Babe, I'm not a delicate wilting flower. I'll be fine. I'll be asleep by the time you get back. Unless you give me a reason to coincidentally decide to meet you at the pub if you have a lady friend waiting on you." She arched her brow playfully.

"You know that's not true, love," He huffed, hating how the first thought that came to her mind was that he was lying to meet with another woman. "They invited me for some drinks before we fly home tomorrow."

"I know, Simon. Alice told me before we left the ball," She giggled. "Have a good time with your friends. You need it." 

"I don't know about needing it, but I do enjoy spending time with them." He admitted. 

She hummed, "And to think you always had a cold heart." 

"It's cold, but I do have one," He chuckled, watching her twirl her hair into a loose bun after changing out of her dress, finding himself approaching her from behind, pressing a kiss behind her ear before she rested her head on his shoulder before turning around to face him, her arms around his neck while his hands made their way to her waist. "You always make it so hard to say goodbye to you." 

"I don't mean to," She giggled, placing a tender kiss to his chin - a small gesture and act of love that he cherished within his being. "You won't be too far away and I won't be going anywhere." 

"I hope not," He shook his head, placing a kiss to her forehead while he reached for his jacket. "I love you." 

"I love you too." 

"I'll call you when I'm on my way back." 

"I might be asleep, but I'll keep my ears open."

"I won't be out long." 

"Stay out as long as you need, Simon."

He flashed a weak smile, truly not wanting to leave her behind, feeling selfish for accepting the invitation of a final get-together without her, but he tried to understand as he'd want the same for her - to spend time with her friends without feeling like he was suffocating her with his presence. He knew he could be suffocating and didn't know how Kiera was so embracive of his behavior. 

Even though she enjoyed how "needy" he was. 

"I'll see you soon." 

"I'll be here." She smiled curtly at him.

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Simon walked into the pub, seeing only a few couples before seeing his fellow comrades gathered at the bar, taking a seat next to Soap before ordering a well-desired glass of bourbon, savoring the burning sensation in his chest as it was well missed. Nearly a craving on most days. 

"All we need is Alejandro and Rudy." Soap chuckled, taking another sip of his drink, reminiscing about their first and last time together as a group at a local bar outside of Las Almas. 

"I didn't take the pleasure in knowing him, but I do know that he is fun at a bar." Price admitted, lighting his cigar and taking a long drag.

"That he is." Soap chuckled. 

"Was this before or after you went home with that mysterious lady of the night?" Simon poked at him before taking another drink. 

"Enough about the backdoor babe," Soap scoffed, rolling his eyes. The men chuckled amongst themselves. "You can't let it go." 

"Should've never come back gloating about it, mate." 

"What're we talking about?" Gaz furrowed his brows. 

"Nothing." 

"A dirty secret he shouldn't have asked us advice about." Simon commented. 

"Keeping secrets, Sergeant?" Price rose a brow. 

"Fucking Christ," Soap grumbled, ignoring the snicker both Simon and Gaz let loose through their lips. "See what you got him started about?" 

"I didn't start him on anything. Poor bloke just heard something he wanted to ask you about." Simon shrugged. 

"Don't you have a pregnant fiancé to tend to?" 

"I like the sound of that," He huffed, a smirk curling onto his lips. "Although she insisted on me going out tonight-"

"Sounds like you can't tend to her good enough, then." Soap snickered, attempting to prod at him for his poking jokes about his time with the woman he met at the bar in Mexico. 

Simon scoffed, "I lack no effort in pleasing her, I can assure you. However, I at least know she's a woman." He retorted, sending Soap's face falling back to a frown at his recoil. 

"Always poking the bear at each other, huh boys?" A familiar female voice sounded, a bottle of imported beer in her hand. 

Fucking hell, Simon grumbled to himself, knowing that the sight of Laswell entering the bar wasn't for a simple get-together. 

Something was about to happen.

And whatever it was, he knew Kiera didn't need to be a part of it.

"Laswell? You were the last person I would've thought to make a surprise visit." Gaz chuckled at her, watching her sit next to Price. 

"C.I.A shit, remember?" She arched her brow. 

He chuckled, tracing the rim of his glass of bourbon, "That's right."

"More like... creative writing."

"I'll never tell," Price chuckled. "Have you met up with Kiera since you've been here?" 

"No, I haven't," Laswell sighed. "Because she'll know I'm not here for a friendly face."

Simon's chest rose and fell in anxiety. 

He knew he wasn't going home anytime soon. 

And he didn't know how he was going to tell Kiera - or how he could tell Price that he wasn't willing to leave Kiera in a sensitive and vulnerable state of her pregnancy.

"What do you mean?"

Laswell sighed as she took a sip of her beer, licking her lips before she rested her elbows on the bar, "I wasn't willing to put thoughts into her head."

"You're making me nervous, Kate." Price sighed. 

"AQ, Iran, cartels..." Laswell began listing off. 

"Russians." Price added. 

"She was there for it all. Frankly, one of the best Case Officers to ever be in my command. I'd be lying if I said I could do it all on my own. Because now, we've got bigger fish..."

Price looked at her with a concerned gaze. 

"I did some digging on the Russians."

"Well, that's a dirty job."

"Ultra-nationalists ambushed that convoy Graves led, John."

"Kate, this is over." Price sighed, desperate to make an attempt to keep he and his team from deploying on another long-term project, knowing Kate's words were searing into Simon's mind, knowing that the hardest battle would be within his own mind - fighting to keep his focus on not just his work, but Kiera. 

"No, it's not. They're working with someone new. There's talk about nuclear warfare between Russia and the United States after we sent tanks to Ukraine to aid with the war. With not only this threat, there's an ultra-nationalist behind the lines pulling the strings."

"Who?"

Kate sighed, removing a polaroid photo from her jacket pocket, setting it face-down on the bar before sliding it over to him, looking away from him as he looked at the photo. "We don't know his name."

"Kate, he's-he's not new." 

He slid the photo next to him, Gaz looking at it next, nodding his head before sliding it to Soap, he too taking a quick glance of a new enemy before sliding it towards Simon, he being the only one to look at the photo for a moment, his gaze dark and full of the desire of revenge. Fucking hell. 

"Who is he?" 

"Makarov."

[melodyplucked]

    ❝    i hope so. and well- we'll figure it out... i'm sure things will be changed for her after spending time with your prince... a lot's changed for me, being with you, my princess.    ❞    he leans in to press one more soft kiss to her lips, a smile on his face as he pulls away.    ❝    what our love is... what it can be... i'm optimistic. i don't think i can avoid that. even if that can be scary too. you make me brave.    ❞    she's just- so sure- so steady. there's something really nice about the calm that comes with the princess- that radiates off her. it's becoming clear how much he's craved stability in his life.    ❝    we'll figure it out. plus- no reason we have to disclose exactly what's wrong. personal reasons is enough- and then we can explain away her recovery if we need to, or our decisions to proceed however we decide to. you should be able to pursue whatever passions or desires you may have.    ❞    

    ❝    i know you're a big girl and can advocate for yourself, i just- never want to cause problems for you. i'm enjoying just cuddling and talking with you too. holding you in the bath is really nice.    ❞    but they're quickly getting out to get changed to have dinner together, because it is getting cooler and they're getting tired too.    ❝    sounds perfect. no need to get all dressed up. pajamas it is, baby!    ❞    he grins, drying off with a towel before going to grab her big fluffy robe for her.

❝     your     mother     deserves     to     be     yelled     at     for     ever     making     you     believe     you     don't     deserve     to     be     loved.     i've     never     been     a     violent     person,     but     i     could     hurt     her.     ❞     it     broke     her     heart     to     think     that     the     woman     who     was     supposed     to     love     ricky     the     most     had     made     him     feel     he     was     undeserving     of     love.     nini     loved     him     more     than     anything.     ❝     there     were     so     many     times     i     thought     how     nice     it     would     be     to     kiss     him,     but     i     am     happy     with     how     things     happened     for     us.     that     we     were     able     to     have     our     first     kiss     privately     after     we     were     wed.     it     was     lovely.     ❞     

❝     if     she     is     anything     like     me,     and     i     know     she     is,     because     she     is     me,     then     i     know     she     does     love     you.     i     just     know     it.     ❞     she     knew     her     own     heart     and     she     felt     confident     that     she     knew     the     other     version     of     her     heart,     too.     ❝     i     suppose     we     could     say     it     was     more     something     along     the     lines     of     a     concussion     or     an     illness     preventing     me     from     skating?     something     with     the     lungs,     maybe?     then     i     have     an     out,     you     have     a     reason     to     choreograph,     and     she     can     bounce     back     from     it.     and     if     we     never     switch     back,     we     just     say     that     after     a     few     months     of     recovering     from     an     illness,     i     feel     better     not     starting     over     after     taking     several     steps     back?     ❞     she     knew     she     could     train     with     ricky's     coach     and     at     least     get     better,     work     on     the     muscle     memory     this     body     knew,     but     she     didn't     want     to     hold     ricky     back.     

❝     nothing     to     apologize     for,     my     heart.     i'm     a     big     girl,     if     i     were     starving     earlier,     i     would     have     told     you.     i've     been     enjoying     just     snuggling     and     being     warm.     ❞     she     says,     pressing     a     kiss     to     the     tip     of     his     nose.     he's     so     sweet;     he     takes     such     good     care     of     her.     she     stands     to     get     out,     pouting     slightly     that     she's     no     longer     in     his     arms,     but     she     reaches     for     a     towel     and     wraps     herself     in     it     quickly     so     she's     not     cold     for     too     long.     ❝     perhaps     we     could     order     in?     a     nice     dinner     out     would     be     lovely,     but     i     don't     think     i     have     it     in     me     to     find     a     pretty     outfit     and     get     ready     and     be     presentable.     ❞

[triglycercule]

nightmare viewing the murder time three as little toys but more in like a little spoiled kid kinda way. because it would be funny and if you take into the account that he was like 6 before getting corrupted and do some mental loopholes it would be even funnier. like these are his dolls (killer dust and horror) and this is their barbie dreamhouse (his castle). they all have to stay in one room because nightmare needs to keep his toys in a toy box. the toys only ever come out when he wants to play but oh damn it they keep on breaking out!! silly toys,,, and then he locks them into the room again.

nightmare serves them food with plastic tea cups and plastic plates and there is no food. there is no tea. they have to imagine the food because dolls can't literally eat. there are food containers and stuff in the house but its all just a bunch of empty boxes. horror starts tweaking out after he scavenges the kitchen and finds a cereal box and milk carton that have NOTHING in it (why keep empty boxes?????)

they have to go where he wants them to go. nightmare gets to dress them up in whatever he wants because theyre his dolls they can wear anything he wants. it gets incredibly embarrassing when the trio is forced to wear pink pretty dresses and fight like that. or they have to go around the castle doing stupid fucking roleplays and it gets weird because theyre being forced to reenact a bullying scene and nightmare's giving them the death stare if they don't get it right (is this projection. this must be some form of coping mechanism dust theorizes)

and then you know nightmare's not exactly the best toy owner so he loses a few of his dolls here and there. maybe they get destroyed when he was playing a bit too rough with them! (killer dies in battle for like the 29th time) but its okay because he can just go back on down to the store (something new) and buy. wait no. steal another doll and then put it back in his dreamhouse and BOOM he has a full set again!! so sweet so cute. his dolls don't have consciousness what are you talking about theyre begging to be let go?? that's all just your imagination. what do you mean you're asking about the several slowly dying bodies with removed arms or legs in his dungeon. oh that's just where the broken but not yet destroyed toys go dw theyre fine its humane

[vaultlink]

The Bocchi the Rock Recap movies were so much fun. The way they reorganized things and how they cut stuff down without losing much, it was worth the watch.

Using the kessoku band songs that weren't apart of live performances as montage music to cut down the cute girls doing cute things to the important moments without completely losing them was perfect.

And how they used segments from the early episodes as flashbacks, love it.

I can't describe the feeling, getting to the end of the second movie, seeing the shot at the end of Bocchi getting ready to leave home with her new guitar and the movie going to a modified version of the post credits walk down the street where she suddenly stops to think and it starts rewinding EVERYTHING all the way back to the first scene in the entire anime that had been skipped completely in the first movie, of elementary Bocchi being lead away by a teacher.

Oh how far she's come.

[thats-sir-dyke-to-you]

When it comes to hygiene tasks and self care with disability and chronic illness, its pretty much a constant case of: don't let perfect be the enemy of the good.

Basically: it's better to do something, than to do nothing at all.

TLDR: Just because you can't do something "properly" doesn't mean you shouldn't do it at all. Do it half-way. Do it shitty. Do it barely. Do it on a technicality. But do what you can. Just try, because doing something will help you.

If you don't have the energy to scrub your body with a sponge, just rub soap over your skin with your hands.

If you don't have the energy to wash your whole body with soap, just hit the places where sweat accumulates, or where you're smelliest.

If you don't have the energy to wash with soap AT ALL, just sitting in water is better than nothing. It will wash away dirt and oils.

If you can't bathe or shower at all, a warm wash cloth is your new best friend. If that's too much, then try bath wipes. They're a bit bigger than regular wet wipes, and a bit more heavy duty. They're designed to help keep bed ridden patients clean in hospitals.

If you don't have the energy to dry yourself after a bath or a shower, just put on a bathrobe and get into bed. If you don't have the energy to get dressed afterwards, just don't. It can wait until you can.

If you don't have energy to brush your teeth for two minutes, honestly, just a cursory scrub is better than not doing anything.

If you can't brush your teeth twice a day, brush in the evenings. It will help take away the build up of food from the day.

If you don't have the energy to brush AT ALL, honestly, just take a cloth and wipe the plaque off your teeth. Rinse with mouth wash after if you'd like. Something is always better than nothing.

If you can't floss twice a day. Try once. If that's too much, try a few times a week. If that's too much, try setting aside a day once a week as a goal. If you can't keep a schedule, do it when you're able to. Hell, I keep some floss next to my bed so that if I forget and don't have the energy to go get it, I can just reach over.

If you can't iron your clothes, don't bother. Wrinkles are fine. Wear jumpers over wrinkly t-shirts. No one will know, and honestly, most people won't even care. If it's really wrinkly and it's A Big Deal And It Needs To Be Ironed, here's my life hack. Step 1: take a spray bottle, and spritz the item of clothing (while you're wearing it is easiest) until it's lightly damp. Step 2: use a hair-dryer on the clothes until they're dry. It gets rid of creases like nobody's business, it's easier than lugging out the iron and ironing board, and you get to have nice toasty warm clothes afterwards.

If you can't fold your clothes, try just hanging them up. It's less commitment. It's quicker to do. Granted, you need to have the space in order to do this, but it is also good at helping you downsize, and lets you visualise exactly what you have.

If you can't put your clothes away, invest in a couple of laundry baskets, and then just keep your clean clothes in the baskets. You can then separate washed clothes into underwear, pants, and shirts baskets. You can just leave them like that. I'm giving you permission to never fold your laundry again if you can't. Just leave it unfolded. Who's going to care? Something is better than nothing. If you can, try to put those baskets into your closet so that you can keep the clutter out of sight, and give yourself a more restful environment.

If you can't separate your clothing out into different categories and wash them "properly" (whites, warm tones, cool tones, darks, delicates / switching between hot & cold washes / paying attention to laundry instructions on the label) then just don't worry about it. If you cold wash your clothes, colours won't bleed. Maybe gradually over the course of dozens of washes there'll be some changes in hue, but it's really not as high stakes as the One Red Sock In The Whites Turns Them Pink trope makes it out to be.

I've pretty much come to the point in my life where if a piece of clothing can't survive the washer and dryer, then it's just not meant to be. I colour separate my clothes, and if I have the energy/remember I'll take my bras and jumpers out of the washing machine to drip dry. But otherwise, I leave it to the universe.

If you can't separate out your recycling, then don't. If you have a large amount of rubbish you need to get rid of but the idea of separating it out properly is stopping you from doing so, then just don't worry about it. I know it's not ideal, but if you have garbage in your room/house and you need to get rid of it, please just get rid of it. Don't let the problem get bigger and harder to deal with. Don't let "doing something properly" get in the way of keeping your living spaces clean. Please. Give yourself understanding.

If you can't wash your dishes, get paper plates. Obviously, it's not ideal, but it is better that you eat food than skipping meals. It is better that you have a clean kitchen, rather than having dishes piling up and making it harder to look after yourself.

If you can't prepare meals for yourself keep making the tasks easier and easier. If you can't do recipes, then simplify. Use pasta sauce from the jar instead of making it. Eat canned soup. Buy food you can just stick in the oven. If you eat fish fingers and microwave veggies every night, it's better than not eating anything at all. It's better than having to fork out money on take-out. If you need ready-made meals, then get them. If you're literally just eating a raw cauliflower for dinner; 1) I see you, 2) me too, sis, 3) something is better than nothing.

These are the basic things you need to do every day to function as a person. They are your activities of daily living. Brushing your teeth. Bathing or showering. Using the bathroom. Getting dressed. Eating. Drinking. Sleeping. Keeping your environment clean. You don't need to do these things perfectly, but they need to happen in order for you to have a decent quality of life.

And it breaks my heart, because I know that so many disabled people can't do these things every day. I'm not saying this to guilt or judge, I'm saying that these are basic needs; you deserve these things. These things bring dignity. If a disabled person is unable to do these things, it diminishes their quality of life. It robs them of dignity.

If you need help to do these things, Its okay to ask for help. It's okay to need help. But if you can't get that help and you have to do these things by yourself -- or you just plain want to be independent and do it without help-- then don't hold yourself to standards you can't meet.

Don't let perfect be the enemy of the good. Doing something is always better than doing nothing. Even if it's not perfect. Even if it's not done well. Do what you can.

[aauroralightss]

i love trigun stampede as an adaptation and i always do my best to engage with it as its own piece of art vs. as a reflection of trigun maximum (bc imo that's setting it up for failure!!!) But it always baffles me when people try to act like stuff like vash or wolfwood's new designs aren't explicit changes to their characterisation haha

[goldentigerfestival]

Since I'd been talking a lot about JP Vesperia (primarily Yuri and Flynn and the heavy changes that surround them, and because I'm highly passionate about them in their original context), I wanted to compile some more jarring if not outright glaring mistakes in the localization (or what were likely intentional changes, because I can't look at some of these and just call them "mistakes"). I'm not going to mention every little change throughout the game, so smaller things I'll mostly be leaving out (namely things that don't really affect characters or context). I primarily just wanted to give some insight on some of the bigger parts.

Some of the changes seem to have been mistakes in translation itself (not just localization, but misunderstanding what was being said in general; such as, there's an instance I mention of that between Patty and Don), so I've got some mentions hanging around for clarity purposes as some scenes didn't make much sense, likely because of this.

Vocal tone with Yuri was the most prominent issue that got me making this, and the context that was changed being right after if not equally next to that (most often also with Yuri but also Flynn).

This is something that has been bothering me for a while and I've been wanting to share this stuff with people interested in seeing the game with its original context. Generally speaking, the plot and story themselves are on point. The majority of the differences surround Yuri and Flynn respectively, so there's going to be a lot of mention of them throughout.

I've also posted video clips of my favorite scenes and the heavy changes, so consider those a supplement to this and vice versa.

Part 2.

Part 3.

Part 4.

(Other) GTF Favorites.

I'd like to preface this by mentioning the chief director and producer of the game itself has also spoken about localization inaccuracy issues, so that's something to keep in mind (it's in Japanese, but you should be able to use the offered post translator).

I'd also like to preface this by mentioning that in the original, Yuri is more playful and relaxed/casual (generally but including with Flynn, which the dub pretty much entirely changed until arc 3), but also gentler and softer. He has a very large variety of tonal behaviors/tonal "moods" that were pretty much nuked from the dub.

Basically, to get the full experience for Yuri, I can only really recommend playing the game in JP audio. Obviously you won't get the actual context because all you'll have is the dub context, but that's also partly why I'm making these posts - to cover the contextual changes while the video clips cover some of the tonal changes (because lbh I don't expect anyone to actually go watch the entire game in JP with subtitles unless you're as insanely dedicated as I am, and I'm largely doing it out of my love for the original Yuri and Flynn and my disdain for how the localization treated them).

As a heads up, there won't be many skits in here because I'm going through a specific YT playthrough for these screenshots. Specific skits won't always come up in the playthrough in question, and I can't find a whole list of skits in JP anywhere online. I don't have all skits unlocked in my own save either yet (you can unlock all skits with Grade which I have yet to do in the DE), so I can't use that to compare all skits right now.

There are plenty of small changes here and there that I won't be including in these posts because there are some sentence changes that aren't impactful but do exist. I just don't want to be here for a year covering the random changes that don't matter much. I'm also not going to include details of a lot of honorifics because I'd be here all day, but there is one one major instance that I mention later on.

For reference if anything wants to actually watch the game in JP with the subs (it goes until just after Hypionia), most of the references come from here. Since in some cases the subber just reused localized text even when the context wasn't the same, I did bring some of those up in these posts too. These were subbed before the DE version came out. I used screenshots with subs where possible to make it easier to follow along.

I have a lot of passion for JP Yuri and I hope I can pass on some of that passion to others. 🙏

Apologies in advance if some of these sound cranky. If I sound cranky about some specific changes, it's probably because I am.

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Since I talked about the whole, Raven being shady and Yuri therefore not being grateful to him incident that the localization for some reason butchered and made Yuri sound like a generally ungrateful or just outright dumb person who doesn't understand gratitude, I'll summarize that one again here:

Yuri has a skit with Estelle originally talking about how he can't find himself being grateful to someone like Raven for showing him how to sneak out of the castle. Basically, Raven is shady and he's not sure he should be grateful to someone like that, and is confused as to why Estelle would be so grateful when she doesn't even know him (because in his mind, he isn't sure he wants to trust a guy with those vibes). The dub just kinda... makes him sound like an ungrateful jerk and not so much because he's not sure he wants to trust Raven. It doesn't really sound like it's an issue of his with Raven specifically but more that he just generally doesn't feel grateful for the aid (and that in general one shouldn't feel grateful for aid like this), which gives off a really wrong impression of him that doesn't hold up throughout the game. Yuri wasn't wholly ungrateful for the gesture itself, but because of who it came from (and I imagine a weird peppy guy in jail is good cause to be skeptical).

We start off we a classic "Yuri, you idiot!" that was changed to "come on already!".

Yuri's response to Estelle mentioning he'd been in the knights doesn't actually give a time frame for how long he'd been there (the dub made up three months, but there was never originally even a time frame given).

Here when Yuri asks Estelle why she can't just leave, her response indicates she actually does know why. The dub made it more ambiguous, which could be easily misinterpreted as she really doesn't know, so I'm dropping this one here.

For some reason the localization seemed to have Estelle responding to Karol directly about the ace always performing their attack last ("I don't think so"). What she was referring to was the tiny monster that walked by, asking for confirmation that that monster was not the eggbear they were looking for (I wasn't gonna fight with the video to get a better screenshot without the annoying YT red bar in the way so the monster is in the corner mid-movement lol). Not sure if that was a genuine mistake, but it was an odd one.

(Also, side note and not putting an image here because it's more general, but Yuri refers to Karol as "Karol-sensei" which was translated in the localization to "Captain Karol". Basically, Yuri calls him "sensei" because that's a teacher/professor, and he's making a play on Karol's knowledge and being their "teacher" about monsters/maps/etc.)

I'd say this is more along the lines of overexaggerating and not overreacting, but this line was literally changed to "haha" in the dub. The whole point wasn't that Yuri just brushed her comment off or found it funny. At this point he still literally thinks she's exaggerating about her lack of knowledge out in the world, her excitement, etc.

Not the only instance you'll find of the dub just changing entire sentences to something meaningless as if they ??? didn't know what it meant (they actually changed Patty saying an entire sentence to "aye"). In some cases they added entire sentences that weren't even there...

Even though I can kind of see where they went with the dub here, the point was supposed to be that Flynn actively thought he would be happy for Yuri to go outside the barrier and see the world.

The dub changed this to Flynn saying that he, in the now, is happy that Yuri is outside the barrier, but then says he got a little less happy when he saw the wanted poster, indicating he was previously happy but got less happy, yet says in that moment that he is happy.

It's a weird case of (past/present) tense usage for the most part, but they also removed the fact that Flynn is literally saying "I thought I would be happy" (thus expressing he'd been wanting Yuri to see the world outside the barrier and would've been happy to find out he did). The reason he's not finding himself happy is because of the wanted poster and the crimes listed on it, following up that his honest happiness for Yuri (ultimately because of the poster) was a lie.

This also means they removed Flynn expressing the honesty of his happiness for a positive concept for Yuri, which, given all the changes toward Flynn in the dub, already now takes away from the fact that he'd been actively hoping for good things for someone and we're left with this more sarcastic take on him being "happy".

Obviously his happiness wasn't really a lie because most of the crimes were falsified (primarily the ones that would make him actually mad, because Flynn has had to have been aware this whole time that Yuri has committed small time crimes for the past few years now), but at the time, the focus on this conversation is that Flynn thought he'd be happy at a time that Yuri left the barrier; meaning he'd been hoping for it prior to it happening.

I'm also mentioning it because it's the very first in a whole line of changes the dub made to their relationship (and it's their first in game interaction ffs) and to Flynn himself as he's perceived as a character. The original is much more expressive of how important they are to each other in a lot of various ways.

Inserting the JP audio version of the following scene with Flynn here.

And... the following one from there.

This was changed to "damn, we if lose our balance...". I know they did it because Yuri had just fallen over, but I'm including this one because the context isn't... really the same thing?

This dub change is a bit odd to me. They had him saying something along the lines of "she is a princess after all" in the dub, regarding the council backing her.

The original context is more like, the council is backing her and he's hearing it directly from Ioder and he probably doubts Ioder would lie like that or about that, cementing that yes, she truly is, like he suspected, a princess, but it's almost still a bit odd to know. It's sort of like, he knew/had suspicions but hearing it directly from Ioder just confirms it for certain.

The dub just made it sound like well yeah, it's obvious they'd want to back her, she's a princess... but Ioder is a prince, so that doesn't explain why they're not backing him. She is a princess after all, so of course they'd back her... but what's stopping them from backing the prince?

Another weird one for me. In the dub Yuri says that "even the Commandant was a little in over his head", when he actually... really wasn't? All he did was step in. Things got bad enough that he had to, but he wasn't in over his head. Not sure how or why the dub ended up with that.

An example of the dub having a habit of just adding in random lines that didn't actually exist (and in this case the one added didn't even contextually make sense. This was no thank you from him, this was literally him making Yuri do something for him because he was going to ask Flynn for a favor and ended up with Yuri in the cell instead).

Another super weird one in the dub. They had Yuri saying Flynn was "too" late, implying he hadn't made it in time, but he did. He made it just before the battle started, but the original context only says he's late, not too late (which makes sense given that they were ready to fight but hadn't started yet).

This was changed to Yuri just mentioning there was one way they could get out of there without actually saying what it was, and Judith saying if he thinks it might work what's the harm in trying it out. Not sure why they changed Yuri literally telling her his plan, so... again, a super weird change that I don't get why they didn't just keep the context the way it was.

Third image was changed to "someone get me away from this psycho", which... I also don't get why they put that there unless they just wanted so much flavor text that they wanted to change the whole "they're in a fight and he's telling her not to come over here because he's pissed at her because they're fighting" part of the fake fight they had going on.

Not one I have a huge problem with, but definitely good examples of them going out of their way to change just... perfectly normal stuff that literally has no reason to be changed? Some of it is flavor text and some of it feels over the top for me. Stuff that makes me like... why would you change that when there was no reason to? Could be more of a personal pet peeve of mine, but I just don't like unnecessary changes when there was nothing wrong or odd about the original text and doesn't at all come off odd in English. Unfortunately Vesperia got littered with those.

I didn't feel like getting a whole video for this, but basically Judith gives a little laugh instead of just the more upset/distressed(?) sound she made in the dub. Feels more fitting imo to keep up the "lie" Yuri started for her. The dub makes it seem more like she feels guilty, versus here she's giving a little forced giggle to go along with it. Again, a change I'm not sure why they put in.

Ngl I get completely different vibes from these. The JP comes across more as concern, rather than... treating them like they're some mob on the loose...?

Once again, this gives off negative vibes toward Flynn as a character imo.

Here Judith gives more of a reason for coming with them, which they changed in the dub to "with the circumstances being what they are, this is just how things turned out". Reasonably, she didn't have to stick around after they ran from Dahngrest, but here she gives a quick "reason".

The dub changed this to "I'll bet he is". They were just told he's the current magistrate in Heliord, and all Yuri says here expresses he's letting it sink in and realizing exactly why all this is happening here. It's not a huge story beat or anything that gets changed, but it's an example of changing things that don't need to be changed as if trying to play things up in a way that... doesn't feel necessary to me? In this case the situation is kind of dawning on Yuri as he realizes how bad this situation could be/why it's like it is, but in the dub it comes across as more just unimpressed and "of course he'd do that".

An unfortunate, classic moment of them changing how much Yuri believes in and trusts Flynn. They changed this to "gotta run, Flynn!" and he just... leaves. I'm sorry but in what universe does "leave the rest to you" equal "gotta run"???

This one is one of those cases where the localization text was super awkward and wonky, and worse, they actually voiced it that way (like "we have guild's job to deal with". Yes, they actually voiced it that way too on top of everything else grammatically wonky with the entire conversation that they didn't bother fixing when the DE came out).

Also here, they changed what Yuri says about Cumore and Flynn. "I don't know how I could explain this to Flynn" doesn't, at least to me, carry the same weight as Yuri actually feeling ashamed (in the dub he says "what a shame", but does not express shame, versus him saying "how pathetic" and expressing shame in feeling pathetic) and saying he can't even face Flynn because Cumore got away. The thing is, Yuri does tend to posture, so when he fails at something, it hits him pretty hard.

And let's be honest, this just hits way harder than "he will get what he deserves".

Interestingly, Yuri could also fall into the category of viewing himself as sinful later on, which I talk about in my favorites post and the usage of "crime" and "sin" within the JP context.

Not particularly important, but just another (more mild) case and example of how the dub just randomly changed tone/mood/wording for no reason.

Another case of Yuri being more aggressive in the dub than he actually was. Here, all he says is just a plain statement. In the dub, he has an attitude about it and says it in a tone that's more insulting that Ioder didn't know about Heracles.

This isn't the only case of dub Yuri acting aggressively toward Ioder when he wasn't supposed to be and we'll get to that, but Ioder is another similar case of the dub making Yuri unnecessarily vocally rude (despite that Ioder is very polite toward Yuri).

(I left out the subtitles because all they did was copy the dub's localization, which kinda defeats the point of this post LOL. This will be the case going forward for any same circumstances.)

This one's a more interesting tidbit to me and less of a harmful change (i.e. I find that a lot of if not most changes relative to Flynn do more harm than good when compared with the original context). Basically it's saying "sweet mask and sharp eyes", implying Flynn's sweet face is a mask and saying it contrasts with his sharp eyes. I could get into a whole rant about why I love that in relation to some side material, but even in the game itself, there's the knight Flynn with his sweet, polite side and his real side that only shows when he's around Yuri (basically, who Flynn has to be for his job and who he actually is as a person, which he only gets to be around someone who knows the real him).

I'd guess this got changed in the dub because they weren't sure how to word it, though there's no mention of "heartthrob" here at all and instead actually says "sweet mask" as if, again, to say his sweetness is just a mask. It's actually a very interestingly accurate representation of his character - how he tends to not be himself when he's being "knight Flynn", and how that sweet face is contrasted by the look in his eyes (which they say, you know, eyes are the windows to the soul, so this would imply the sweet face is the mask and the eyes are the real Flynn. And of course, this Flynn is implied to show himself in his sparring with Yuri in Aurnion, where sword fighting is the best way to express himself. This isn't to say Flynn being a nice person in and of itself is a lie, but that his overly polite, respectful, kind knight side is a sweet mask contrasted to the man who loves to fight and has a sharp look in his eyes)

For now, we'll be back at Mantaic in the next post (due to image per post limit).